Showing posts from May, 2008

Welcome to Onion Town

After a weekend playing in the mountains, it was time to get back to work. I left home around 5pm Monday. A quick stop to top off Rosie’s 4.5 gallon fuel tank and I was away. Traffic through downtown was not very heavy but the drivers seemed agitated, darting in and out of lanes, cutting each other off, and driving extremely fast. I made my way over into the HOV lane and tried to give the crazies plenty of room. By the time I was riding past the airport on the south side, I had counted no less than eight drivers who had been pulled to the right side of the road to be awarded a certificate of accomplishment for their display of driving skills by the Georgia State Patrol and a mixed assortment of county police and deputy sheriffs. One had been pulled over by a blue Harley Ultra Classic; it was the same color as the Georgia State Patrol cars. I was unaware that GSP had a mounted patrol. Soon, I was rolling through downtown Macon on I-75, but the intense driving displays by my fellow trave

That's MY King!

Dr. Lockridge was the Pastor of Calvary Baptist Church, San Diego CA from 1953 - 1993. He entered heaven in 2000. A co-worker shared one of his messages with me this week. I thought I should pass it along. I'ts only three and a half minutes, anyone can stand that :)

Mountain Riding (Rally to Ridgecrest)

Rolled out of the house on Friday around 10:30am and began the ride towards Asheville, NC. As I left the commercial business and the metro expressways, the scenery quickly changed to farmland, horses, chicken houses and the like. I could feel myself relaxing the further I rode as the scenery seemed really familiar and comfortable to me. Just outside of Gainesville, GA I could smell the wonderful aroma of honeysuckle. I instantly remembered when I had 11-acres in South Georgia, and the honeysuckle would grow on the fence line and how I could smell it from the bedroom of the house. The weather was gorgeous, sunny but not too hot. And, yes, I remembered to apply sunscreen to my face before I took out this time! The further north I travelled the more beautiful the landscape as the North Georgia Mountains came into view. My travel path took me thru Dillard, Georgia. Every time I ride through Dillard, I remark about how beautiful the area is. If you are ever through the area, be sure to try

Honk it if ya got it

I was out with the wife in her cage and noticed the dual note horn had lost its lower note leaving it sounding like a Toyota Prius or maybe a 50cc scooter. Instead of paying the dealer $60 for a replacement, I took the opportunity for an upgrade. I selected the Stebel Nautilus compact air horn that a lot of my fellow bikers have used to replace sick sounding motorcycle horns. I am quite happy with this little puppy. It makes some noise (enough to make the timid soil their armour), and it has a pleasant, almost Ferrari sound to it. I found someone online who had a sound bite of it I include for your amusement. Here the Horn

Home Sweet Home

You know I'm a dreamer But my heart's of gold I had to run away high So I wouldn't come home low Just when things went right Doesn't mean they're always wrong Just take this song and you'll never feel Left all alone Take me to your heart Feel me in your bones Just one more night And I'm comin' off this Long & winding road I'm on my way I'm on my way Home sweet home Tonight, tonight I'm on my way I'm on my way Home sweet home - Motley Crue When my new boss asked if I could travel to St. Petersburg for a network installation project, my first reaction was “Sure! Sounds like a great bike ride”. I was to arrive in Florida on Sunday evening and be ready to work the first week of the project on Monday morning. I decided that I'd leave on Saturday and make a little detour on the way and visit my brother, mom, and friends in south Georgia and then ride the rest of the way to St. Pete on Sunday. Saturday morning I finished packing and las